"It's all I have of
him--it's all I have."
"I won't give it back," declared Junia quietly. "It's a man's career,
and you must let it go. It's the right thing to do. Let it stand,
mademoiselle."
She fully realized the half-insane mind and purpose of the girl, and she
wrapped her arms around the stricken figure.
"See, my dear," she said, "it's no use. You can't have it back. Your
soul is too big for that now. You can be happy in the memory that you
gave Carnac back his freedom."
"But the record stands," said the girl helplessly. "Tell the truth and
have it removed. You owe that to the man who saved your life. Have it
done at once at Shipton."
"What will you do with the certificate?" She glanced at Junia's bosom
where the paper was hidden. "I will give it to Carnac, and he can do
what he likes with it."
By now the tears were streaming down the face of Luzanne Larue, and hard
as it was for Junia, she tried to comfort her, for the girl should be got
away at once, and only friendliness could achieve that. She would see
Denzil--he was near by, waiting.
There would be a train in two hours for New York and the girl must take
it-she must.
CHAPTER XXV
DENZIL TAKES A HAND IN THE GAME
Barode Baruche was excited. He had sure hope of defeating Carnac with
the help of Luzanne Larue. The woman had remained hidden since her
coming, and the game was now in his hands.
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